I don't know why, Mu Qingyang, who obviously thought of a 'chaotic' battle in her mind, actually thought of the old man who scolded her all day long!

"I know someone who might be able to cure your ......"

"People, even if you know the immortals, it's useless. Feng Jian snorted, and he looked disgusted at Mu Qingyang's proposal.

“…… Perhaps, he is really a fairy. Mu Qingyang muttered quietly, sometimes even she suspected that in that so-called illusion, the old man and the "Snow Lady" were not things that should exist in this world.

"Stop being whimsical. Feng Jian said lightly, but it was more of a warning.

"I haven't tried it, so how do you know. Mu Qingyang pursed his lips, as if he was unwilling.

Just when she was thinking about how to convince Feng Jian, suddenly a powerful heat 'wave' came to her face, and then looked at the two people connected in front of her, as if she was surrounded by a layer of water vapor, and there was a looming feeling.

Feng Stream, who was just one hand on Mu Xuelun's back, looked solemn, his legs were crossed, and his hands were already on his back.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingyang, who was about to speak, couldn't help but raise the corners of his eyebrows, could this be the "healing" he had seen in martial arts? !

Guess it's probably ** not far from ten, since that's the case, should I do something to protect them?

She thought about it, and suddenly she stood up with a wary look and began to pay attention to her surroundings.

……

The unconscious Mu Sharon suddenly frowned, wanted to open his eyes but felt powerless, just in a trance, but felt an external force entering his body strongly, and the violent impact made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although he had no qi, the other true qi in his body seemed to instinctively begin to resist the external force that was slowly entering his body.

One advances, the other resists, and naturally two completely hostile forces are formed in his body.

Feeling the resistance, Feng Jian couldn't help but 'twitch' the corners of his eyebrows, he was already like this, and he was still resisting! Taking a deep breath, a stream of air came out of his palm more violently.

"Poof!"

Mu Qingyang, who heard the movement, hurriedly turned around, just in time to see Mu Xuelun spurting out a mouthful of blood, and saw that the person was about to fall.

She subconsciously stepped forward and stretched out her hand to help her, but she was quickly snatched into her arms by Feng Jianyan.

"Are you healing him or do you want his life!" I don't know if it was the courage and strength from there, Mu Qingyang stepped forward and dragged out Mu Xuelun, who had almost fallen into Fengjian's arms.

Due to inertia, Mu Qingyang, who was sitting on the 'bed', immediately felt Mu Xuelun's body slammed into her arms.

In the next second, he had fallen firmly into her arms.

"Don't touch him again!" Seeing Feng Jian hurriedly stretched out his arm, Mu Qingyang shouted angrily as a warning!

"......" Fengjian paused, and just stopped in mid-air, he didn't expect things to be like this!

Mu Qingyang flashed a pair of eyes that were almost about to breathe fire, and although he was anxious about Shangfeng Stream, his eyes were still as cold as frost, but they looked at each other so much, no one said a word, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little tense for a while.

……

"Mu Sharon, Mu Sharon, don't scare me, wake up. Just let him be so weak and boneless in his arms, Mu Qingyang used his thin shoulders to support Mu Xuelun's entire upper body, and wiped the blood stains left by the corners of his 'lips' with both hands on his face.